In the face of change—whether on a global scale, through domestic upheaval, or even personal catastrophes—the elusive and precious temper of stability seems to present itself only during rare and fleeting moments. Most of those moments can be achieved artificially via art, one might argue. And much of the art produced in those moments might also have the capacity to transcend artificiality: to reach a state worth considering as serendipitous, and to temporarily wake lucid against the impending chaos the world presents.
Whether this is the essence of art’s usefulness remains to be debated and cross-checked against its other trajectory—the committed. But one thing is certain: most art, if not all, which subjects itself to beauty, discovery, and the innovation of ideas and emotions, does not take form merely to escape reality, but also to trek against it—and to find—amidst the chaos—a certain promise of soundness and harmony.
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